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Palomma 'e campagna


Museca: Vincenzo Acampora,

Vierse: Giuseppe Sacchi.

Anno: 1960

Butterfly from countryside


Music: Vincenzo Acampora,

Lyrics: Giuseppe Sacchi.

Year: 1960

Tu sì comm'a 'na palomma
Ch'è venuta da 'a campagna,
Ch'è felice e nun se lagna
Si ha perduta 'a libbertà,
'Na palomma ca se scorda
D' 'e ciardine profumate
E cammina 'mmiez' ê strate
'Nnammurata d' 'a città.

'Na palomma da 'a campagna
Gira e vola, vola e va.
Tu nun saje quanta ppalomme,
'Nnammurate comm'a te,
Hanno perzo 'e scelle e 'a vita, palummè.
'Na palomma da 'a campagna
Gira e vola, vola e va,
Sbatte 'e scelle alleramente,
Vola e va.

Palummè, nun sì cuntenta,
Ma ched'è, te sì pentita?
Ah, che brutta calamita
Songo 'e lluce d' 'a città!
Ccà nun siente 'addore 'e rrose
'Mmiez'a tutta chesta gente
E tu ancora sì 'nnucente,
Palummè, te può salvà.

'Na palomma da 'a campagna
Gira e vola, vola e va.
Tu nun saje quanta ppalomme,
'Nnammurate comm'a te,
Hanno perzo 'e scelle e 'a vita, palummè.
'Na palomma da 'a campagna
Gira e vola, vola e va,
Sbatte 'e scelle alleramente,
Vola e va.

You are like a butterfly
That has come from a countryside,
That is happy and doesn't complain
If the freedom is lost,
A butterfly that has forgotten
The fragrant gardens
And walks down the streets,
Enchanted by the city.

A butterfly from countryside
Swirls around and flies, flies around.
You don't know how many butterflies,
Enchanted like you,
Have lost their wings and life, butterfly.
A butterfly from countryside
Swirls around and flies, flies around,
Claps its wings with joy,
Flies around.

Butterfly, you're not happy,
But what's the matter, do you regret it?
Ah, how dangerously
The lights of the city attract!
Here you don't smell roses
Around all this people
But you are still innocent,
Butterfly, you can save yourself.

A butterfly from countryside
Swirls around and flies, flies around.
You don't know how many butterflies,
Enchanted like you,
Have lost their wings and life, butterfly.
A butterfly from countryside
Swirls around and flies, flies around,
Claps its wings with joy,
Flies around.

translated by Natalia Chernega